This Valentine's I wish that you were
with me.It's lonelier than most days I'm alone,Even though we'll
manage on the phoneTo touch with words the face we cannot see.You
away are far more dear to meThan anyone who might remain at
home.My love is in the places that you roam,Being with you where I
cannot be.We do not choose the objects of our passion,But
passively await the holy fireThat immolates our past and lights our
fate,Twisting through the alleys of desire.So I am yours, and will
contented wait,Allowing love my life and will to
fashion.